Brittany Tyler Novels & Stories

Chapter 9 Caitlyn was standing beside her gate when Martin arrived in his car. She was wearing a black leather skirt that stopped way above her knees, a small white top that clung to her body, a black leather jacket, and a white shoe to match. Martin swallowed nothing as he stared at her. He was mesmerized by her beautiful face and body. He cleared his throat nervously, winded down, and poked his head out a little. "Get in!" He ordered her. She smiled and quickly rushed to enter the car.

“But before that, she’ll try to break me. Let her come. Let her try. It's going to hurt and you're going to fight. I'm going to push you away as much as I can, but you are going to need to stay with me. You're going to need to focus on my voice, on me, Carter, not on her.” Suddenly, Carter lunged, eyes glazed over, face twisted in pain and confusion. He grabbed me by the throat, shoving me back hard against the wall. “Lysandra!” Damon shouted. Delilah screamed. But I didn’t flinch. His claws scraped my skin, drawing blood. And I smiled. “This is the best you’ve got?” I hissed. “Come on, Tatiana. Show me who you really are. I thought that you were stronger than this. Is this the reputation th

tanya Zayn took half a loaf smeared tasteless butter and swallowed it greedily. "That's where I feel weird, Zayn. How can I be bisexual? I don't like that and that woman is my own enemy that I have to conquer," grumbled Brittany shyly in response to her omega soul instead of feeling happy every time this strange request came in during the free time Brittany had. Zayn looked up curiously as he captured Nadhea's heart.

The girl in front of me—Brittany Rae Lynn, cheer captain, ponytail so high it could pick up a satellite—turned around. “Love the hoodie. Hollister?” “Thrift store in Nashville. Five bucks.” She blinked like I’d spoken Martian. “Cute. I’m Brittany. Captain of freshman cheer. You should try out.” I gave her the smile Mom calls my “public polite.” “I fall off moving objects for fun. Not sure that’s cheer material.”

Maybe because I’m the only one who’s ever shown him tenderness. He doesn’t make it easy for anyone to see past his fractious side. I made the mistake of mentioning to Vesper that I think Tyra’s very beautiful. She reminds me of a black swan. Tall and graceful. I would never be brave enough to cut my hair that short, but it looks incredible on her. Vesper snarled furiously, “Don’t let appearances fool you, she’s Briana’s champion through and through. She’ll never be your friend, Val.”

"There's nothing left to find—I made sure of it, but he was thorough. Professional. This wasn't some casual inquiry." "Thank you for letting me know." After I hung up, I stared at the ceiling tiles and tried to calculate my next move. If Jason was digging this deep, how long before he uncovered the truth? How long before he realized Vanessa Harper and Laila were the same person? The door to my room slammed open before I could gather my thoughts. "You conniving little bitch." Brittany. She stood framed in the doorway like some unhinged angel of vengeance, her silver gown crumpled, mascara streaked down her cheeks, hair once perfect now wild around her face. If her intention was to look terrif

Talking about which, a new video from my fav yt should be up now. "Murder and makeup - buzzfeed unsolved, Bailey Sarian, other youtubers who do crime related videos - and who watches them? The next-door neighbor girl with the big eyes and friendly appearance." Michael laughed. "Number thirteen the name game. I'll be damned if you don't turn into Sara de Beaumont." I laughed at his sternness. "I love how it sounds."

“Don’t be so tense, Mrs. Hayes. We just wanted to inform you that your son, Nicholas, was very cooperative when we picked him up from school earlier today.” My world seemed to stop. “What? What do you mean?!” “Mrs. Emma Hayes has handed Nicholas over as living collateral for the 170 million dollar debt owed to our organization. If you want the child returned in one piece, prepare the money within 24 hours. Or…” “Or what?!” I screamed hysterically. “Or your son will be auctioned off on the black market. Don’t even think about contacting the police, unless you want to see his head delivered to you in a gift box.”

Bye, Lins," Jennifer said as she ended the call. She dropped the phone on her bed and stood up. She went over to the restroom area. DEAR READERS, I must inform you that the journey of this Book one has come to a close. The captivating tale of THE TYRANT BILLIONAIRE has reached its end, but fear not, this is only the beginning. Book Two is around the corner. It is going to be captivating and worth your time. I am currently working on the book two and everything is going to be ready before next month. Stay tuned for the book two. Thanks alot

But, the goal was to get to at least two weeks before my due date. "Kyle wants to bring Brittany to the baby shower if that is okay with you." He looked up at me, waiting for my response. I rolled my eyes again, looking down. Kyle had found a new mate a few months after losing Maizy. Her name was Brittany and she was a fresh 21 year old blonde that was a Bloodsun member. Her Father was in law enforcement and her Mother owned a salon in town. She was tall and skinny, her hair was shoulder length and she was naturally pretty. She was nice enough, but there was just something I didn't like about her. Maybe she was trying to hard to be friends with me since I was the Luna of the pack, or maybe i